“It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay.” John murmured, with his face buried in Sherlock’s chest.
“No,-- but it is what it is.” It was true, this relationship, this life made him a fortress, the one which you couldn’t possibly punch your way through. John kept his sorrow hidden inside his small and unassuming body and Sherlock kept his hidden behind the visage of a cold and calculating machine.
A fortress, indeed
He comforted John, but who was going to comfort him? He’d been beaten after all.
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There seems to be something tragic in a friendship so coloured by romance, for They have loved each other. However, Some Days, love isn’t enough.
Sherlock and John persevering, as always.
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